and I'm wearing my mother's robe
a red string rests upon my hips
blood pooling between my legs
I read a new book
it speaks to me
like how deep calls to deep
is this what poetry is?
Inheritance

and I'm wearing my mother's robe
a red string rests upon my hips
blood pooling between my legs
I read a new book
it speaks to me
like how deep calls to deep
is this what poetry is?

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